The Solution to My Personal Disillusionment

The progress you made in the last paragraph shows why I suggested that you start the draft there. The past is where the first draft came from. The future is where the second raft should have been and the third draft can be.

Naturally 150 words didn't give you enough space to address What, Where, With Whom, or How Much; Why is assumed to be knowable from your past and your "disillusionment." "Making the necessary connections between the various actors involved in the entertainment industry while still keeping an eye on the needs of my smaller client" is not What, because it does not contribute to your program of study. What your practice is supposed to do is What you need to learn in law school, To know what to put it your license, it helps to know what you need. "Plan[ning] to build a network" is absolutely right, but we need to know Who we need to meet in order to use the clout of the law school to meet them.

So let's use a draft to get specific. What will your practice do? Where will you live and work? Who do you need to know in order to find clients, and provide services? How will your practice meet its and your economic requirements?

Yes, your answers will be uncertain, early and wrong. But they will help you to understand what you need to learn in order to do what you want. Which is what law school ought to do for you, and absolutely will not do unless you make it.

My story begins in the cotton fields of Texas. My grandma, born to a pair of poor immigrant workers, spent most of her day picking cotton. Her duty to her family came before all, including her education. With every bulb of cotton she picked, our lives began a new cycle. My abuela had my mother at a young age with a emotionally and physically abusive husband. The cycle would continue for generations. My mother, a high school dropout, married a drug addict and soon gave birth to my older brother. Soonafter, she fled in hopes of providing her children with a brighter future than she was afforded. Courage and perseverance run through my blood.

“Mija, can you read this over for me?” Little did I know, my dad’s simple request on that ordinary fall day would forever alter the course of my life. His appeal came from a need for translation. My young cousin was on trial for a serious drug charge, and my dad was writing a character letter to the judge, a plea for mercy. My father felt inadequate to write such a significant letter and posed the task to me, his thirteen-year-old daughter. This was my first time translating for my community, but it would not be my last.

Identity conflict is almost unavoidable in the first year of law school. That means, of course, different things to different identities, within and among us. No individual experiences are just like any others. But "disillusionment" occurs very often, and has connected roots. One could teach around it, I believe, if helping students learn how to form their professional identities were regarded as a fit subject of teaching. So I do, whether it is so regarded or not.

This paragraph should be clearer.

The next draft should begin here. It is time to start discovering the practice.

My Personal Disillusionment

-- By MollyMartinez - 18 Feb 2023

Recently, I compared my two personal statements for law school and college to track my own educational trajectory. My college essay began with… “My story begins in the cotton fields of Texas. My grandma, born to a pair of poor immigrant workers, spent most of her day picking cotton. Her duty to her family came before all, including her education. With every bulb of cotton she picked, our lives began a new cycle. My abuela had my mother at a young age with a emotionally and physically abusive husband. The cycle would continue for generations. My mother, a high school dropout, married a drug addict and soon gave birth to my older brother. Soonafter, she fled in hopes of providing her children with a brighter future than she was afforded. Courage and perseverance run through my blood.” My personal statement for law school began with… “Mija, can you read this over for me?” Little did I know, my dad’s simple request on that ordinary fall day would forever alter the course of my life. His appeal came from a need for translation. My young cousin was on trial for a serious drug charge, and my dad was writing a character letter to the judge, a plea for mercy. My father felt inadequate to write such a significant letter and posed the task to me, his thirteen-year-old daughter. This was my first time translating for my community, but it would not be my last.” As I read these back, I am struck by the sense of hope that I felt and the desire for societal change. Now, I sit with a sense of disillusionment with both When I entered my first year of law school, Margaret Montoya’s Mascaras y Trenzas remained at the forefront of my mind. In her Harvard Law Review article, Montoya traces the duality of her experiences as one of the first Latina students at Harvard Law. She recognizes the dissonance between the black-letter law classes she takes and her personal background growing up as a Latina in the Southwest. In the article, she recounts her 1L experience as she struggled with reading a case in Criminal Law while also removing her own level of humanity. Her article ends with a powerful image of her delivering a speech at a legal educators conference where she embraces both English and her native tongue, Spanish. I first encountered this article during my freshman year of college, and I was struck by her optimism for the future. I shared this similar hope, but I soon began to dread the same masks that I was learning to wear in law school. Masks provide the ability to navigate spaces that were traditionally made for white men. Masks that require me to separate my own empathetic being from the law I was learning. These masks link with the disillusionment that I feel about my own law school journey as my desire to create a positive impact feels futile against the luring sirens of big law and wealth. This disenchantment points to the larger question that Judge Celia Day poses in Lawyerland. There’s a distinction between lawyers and non-lawyers. Judge Day recalls in her conversation with her law clerk about the realization that lawyers view themselves as a distinct class from other individuals, with their knowledge as a sort of superpower. This superpower may be utilized for negative forces when lawyers rely on what she classifies as “spin.” Lawyers spin the story to create lucrative narratives that advantage your agenda, and the courts do not serve as the balancing power. Rather, Day’s argument focuses on the fact that judges occupy an exclusive discretionary function. Upon my first reading of this text, I felt vindicated in my disenchantment with the law. If our judges don’t feel they possess the power to enact systemic change, why would I consider my law degree to offer that? At a larger scale, this disenchantment may be connected with the intense level of capitalism involved with the legal field. As discussed in Art Leff’s Swindling and Selling, Leff discusses the concept of a prisoner and the involved layers of selling in our market. Our market profits off this inherent level of competition and the adversarial nature of our justice system. Leff utilizes metaphors of plays to symbolize the multitude of characters that we all play in our markets as we attempt to maximize profits, in a similar manner to the masks that Montoya discusses. This points to the intersection of profit and pedagogy within our own microsystem. The answer to my disenchantment may not lie within a text or even a course. It may be a disenchantment with the system at large. A potential solution may include the possibility of discovering my own practice as a way to chart my own pathway in the legal industry. Through my own economic agency with an individual practice, I can begin to retire the different masks I wear.

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